Reincarnated With The Strongest System Chapter 1472 After Story 10 - Lover’s Night [Part 2]

Never in her wildest imagination did Audrey foresee that she would be held in an embrace by the man she was previously tasked to assassinate years ago.

She, along with Lira and Ephemera, had embarked on a mission to hunt down the Half-Elf under the Pope's directives. Regrettably, their orders backfired, resulting in Lira and Ephemera being captured following their confrontation with William.

They remained oblivious that upon their sisters' eventual return, their bodies had been tainted by William's mark, carrying the seeds of his heritage.

Following in the wake of Lira and Ephemera, Melody was the next to succumb. Her sister, perhaps one of the most gentle souls she had ever encountered, found herself deeply enamored with the Half-Elf, eventually becoming conquered by his presence as well.

As for Shana, the Virtuous Maiden of Prudence evolved into William's ally, dedicating herself to watching over the sisters who had already pledged their allegiance to him.

Reflecting on these events, she realized that only she and Cherry had remained loyal to the Pope until the latter ultimately betrayed their trust.

With the war now concluded, she found herself adrift without purpose, plagued by anxiety over what the future might bring.

In response, her sisters collaborated to foster a close friendship between her and William. It was Cherry who boldly suggested that she should simply wed the Half-Elf, declaring her own desire to marry him once she reached maturity.

Cherry was a mere fourteen years old when she shared this with Audrey, who initially dismissed the youngest sister's words as a passing trend to mirror the others who had become his lovers.

Audrey felt no malice toward William; in truth, she held him in high regard, yet that respect was insufficient to persuade her into matrimony.

Perhaps sensing that she would be a difficult objective, Shana, Ingrid, and Lira conspired to introduce an aphrodisiac into the wine Audrey consumed before retiring for the night.

The three mischievous sisters orchestrated the situation so that William would appear on the balcony of Audrey's chamber, using the excuse that the Virtuous Lady of Fortitude wished for a private audience.

Upon William's arrival, Audrey was already deep under the influence of the potent tonic, and was busy indulging in her own desires.

Without a moment of hesitation, the Half-Elf employed his life magic while administering a neutralizing elixir to purge the aphrodisiac from her system, allowing her to regain her senses.

Audrey felt profound humiliation at having been discovered in such a state, yet the Half-Elf reassured her that it was far from her fault.

An hour later, William apprehended the three instigators, bound them, and suspended them upside down in Audrey’s room as retribution for their interference.

To deepen their plight, the Half-Elf tormented Lira, Shana, and Ingrid by tickling their feet, compelling the trio to erupt into uncontrollable laughter.

Though Audrey viewed the scene as somewhat absurd, she eventually joined the Half-Elf in teasing the girls, cementing her revenge.

The bond between Audrey and William deepened significantly during that moment, and just a year later, they officially became lovers.

William refrained from taking Audrey’s innocence, as she held firmly to the belief that the act was sacred and reserved exclusively for those bound in marriage.

The Half-Elf respected her values, finding contentment in dates, tender embraces, and kisses that left her feeling deeply cherished.

Now that their union was solemnized, no obstacle remained to prevent them from taking that final, intimate step toward unity.

"If you prefer, we can wait until we have total privacy," William whispered, his hand gently parting the damp petals of her womanhood, which were already slick with longing. He understood Audrey’s inherent shyness and worried about her comfort should others witness him claiming her chastity.

"There is no need," Audrey replied, her cheeks flushed. "I have waited an eternity for this. Please, Will, I cannot endure the delay any longer."

Demonstrating her resolve, Audrey wound her legs around William’s, pinning him in place.

Realizing her determination, the Half-Elf abandoned his restraint and lowered his hips to merge with her entirely.

Unlike her counterparts, Audrey bit her lip to stifle any sound as the Half-Elf breached the final barrier of her maidenhood.

As the deed concluded, a profound understanding settled over her that she had been fashioned for this exact purpose, leading her to clutch William tightly against her.

Taken aback by her sudden fervor, the Half-Elf did not pull away. Instead, their lips locked together, and they shared a passionate kiss while still firmly united.

As the kiss broke, the Half-Elf brushed away the tears trailing down his wife’s cheeks and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Shortly after, he resumed his motions, intent on guiding his beloved to the pinnacle of pleasure and marking her womb with his essence.

Echoing Princess Eowyn, Audrey surrendered her inhibition, her voice escaping in soft, melodic cries of pleasure never before experienced in her life.

The initial pain faded, supplanted by a euphoric surge similar to the sensation she felt whenever William consumed her blood.

At the moment of his release, Audrey reflexively sank her teeth into his shoulder and traced his back with her fingertips.

The intensity and warmth of his climax were so remarkable that she struggled to believe this was already his fourth time reaching that peak.

They lay tangled together, catching their breaths between kisses as a testament to their enduring love.

Rebecca, lingering nearby, pressed her hands onto William’s back to apply restorative magic, mending the small wounds Audrey had left in the heat of their passion.

Meanwhile, Aeilin, the Sinful Lady of Pride, licked the remaining blood from his skin, viewing anything that touched the Half-Elf—especially his blood—as a divine treasure.

To her, only the strongest individual was worthy of serving as her mate. She refused to settle for anything less, and William currently stood as the most formidable man near her years.

It was, in fact, Aeilin who had taken the lead by asking the Half-Elf for his hand in marriage.

Learning of her motivations, William merely teased her for using raw power as a marital standard, yet upon realizing her earnestness, he resolved to treat her request with full seriousness.

Years later, they were finally wed and prepared to consummate their life together.

"I know I have mentioned this before, but you clearly have a fondness for breasts," Aeilin remarked, feeling William suckle her right breast as he paused to regain his composure.

Rebecca chuckled from the sidelines, finding the observation amusing. Her own breasts were somewhat modest, a fact that had occasionally made her wonder if William found less satisfaction in their intimacy.

However, the Half-Elf had repeatedly assured her that size was irrelevant; what truly mattered was the person to whom they belonged.

Rebecca’s figure was indeed modest, yet it exceeded the proportions of Chiffon, Medusa, and Erinys, which bolstered her confidence, especially since Chiffon and Erinys were already his wives, while the Gorgon remained his fiancée.

Medusa patiently waited for Cherry to reach maturity so they might marry the Half-Elf together, though William suspected that Erinys would eventually outstrip the little Gorgon in height, as her growth remained strangely halted.

"What are you giggling about?" William queried, his hand wandering to tease Rebecca’s center, which was already slick and eager after witnessing his session with the women she now called her sisters.

"P-please, no!" Rebecca attempted to push his hand away, but his strength was entirely overwhelming.

Furthermore, the sensation was so intoxicating that she found herself unable to retreat, effectively held captive by his touch.

Seeing Rebecca at William's mercy, Aeilin chuckled and moved to intervene, pinning William to the bed and straddling him, much as Ingrid had done in the past.

"I shall take the lead this time, so simply lie back and indulge yourself," Aeilin proclaimed with a radiant, confident expression.

"But this is your first time," William noted, lines of concern creasing his brow. "Are you certain?"

"I have always preferred to be in command. At least for tonight, I intend to set the pace, understood?"

"I understand."

William knew better than to debate his purple-haired wife, who embodied the Sin of Pride. Her eyes burned with a predatory hunger, scanning him like a beast in heat who had finally secured the perfect prize.

Aeilin guided the Half-Elf toward her entrance, which was ready to receive him, before sinking her hips with deliberate motion.

Inch by agonizing inch, the Half-Elf felt the tight, warm embrace of her body closing around him, yet Aeilin betrayed no sign of physical pain.

She halted only once his entirety was buried deep within her, remaining perfectly still for a full minute.

She was clearly enduring the discomfort of her first time, yet she was determined to show no flicker of weakness to the mate she had chosen.

"You did exceptionally well, Aeilin," William whispered, weaving his fingers through hers and locking them firmly.

"You are fortunate, Will," Aeilin replied once the sharpest of the discomfort eased. "I selected you from among all the men in this realm. Consider this an honor uniquely yours."

"Indeed, I am the lucky one to have you as my wife, Aeilin. I love you."

"What a cliché sentiment, yet... I shall play along, just this once."

Aeilin lowered her head to claim his lips, and when the kiss concluded, she whispered a confession into his ear that was meant for him alone.

"I love you too, Will," she breathed, before beginning to move her hips to satisfy the man she had claimed.

Though her rhythm remained unrefined, the Half-Elf found her efforts endearing. However, as it was her first experience, she eventually tired, prompting William to gently maneuver her so he could assume control.

"Now, it is my turn to bring you pleasure," William said, a roguish glint in his eyes.

"Bring it on," Aeilin challenged defiantly.

Her violet eyes bore into his, daring him to push her toward the same debauched, breathless exhaustion he had bestowed upon Eowyn and Ingrid.

William chuckled silently at the challenge. It had been an age since anyone had dared to defy him in the bedroom, and he resolved to teach her that in this sanctuary, his authority was absolute.

Thirty minutes later, Aeilin drifted into unconsciousness with an expression of utter satisfaction, her limbs languid, as William’s repeated releases left tangible evidence of their union across the silk of the bedsheets.

Rebecca, having watched the entire display, swallowed hard as William’s predatory gaze shifted toward her own youthful, supple body—a body that would soon bear his mark, just like the others who had been fully saturated by his love.